I'm just… trying to figure out what happened today. Or like, what *didn't* happen? If that makes sense. Like, Mark, my partner, ex-partner now I guess, he broke up with me. In a SUPER crowded campus cafe, of all places. I mean, we’ve been together for like, seven years. Since before I even started my first real job, you know? And I was sitting there, across from him, and he was talking, saying all the words you expect, the "it's not you it's me" and "we're just on different paths" stuff, and I could hear him, like, objectively, but it was like watching a movie with the sound off. Every gesture, every flicker in his eyes, I saw it, but the words just… weren't connecting to any feeling in my brain. Like a complete disconnect between auditory input and emotional registration. It was so WEIRD. I mean, I'm 31. He's 32. We're supposed to be, like, hitting those milestones, buying a place, talking about kids, all that stuff that everyone else is doing. My LinkedIn feed is full of engagement announcements and baby pics, and here I am, just… blank. Like, I should be crushed, right? Devastated? My long-term relationship, the one I thought was, you know, THE one, just ended. And I just sat there, sipping my lukewarm latte, watching his mouth move, and thinking, "Huh. Guess I don't have to plan that trip to his parents' place next month." It’s almost like a dissociative episode or something. Like I'm observing myself from above. And now I'm home, and I’m not crying. I'm not even angry. I'm just… empty. Is that normal? To feel absolutely nothing after such a significant relational severance? Like, am I broken? Or is this some kind of delayed shock, you know? Like when you get a bad performance review at work, and you just nod and smile, then go home and stare at the ceiling for three hours trying to process the implications of "areas for improvement"? I just keep replaying his face, the way the sunlight hit his hair, but I can't recall a single sentence he actually said that registered as meaningful. It’s like my brain just… buffered. And now I'm just here, wondering what the hell is wrong with me. I mean I don't even — whatever.